She likes her tanning natural, she wants beach and sun
A fashion girl, but without clothes she looks better
She outshines them all even without makeup
That a** turned into my landing strip
She doesn't want that I go down on her
She makes it tough for me so that I work her
She outshines them all even without makeup
That a** turned into my landing strip
She doesn't want that I go down on her
She makes it tough for me so that I work her
And whenever she calls, I land
I think that she cast a spell on me
Outside you can hear it, the walls are made of gypsum
That straight hair ends up curly
If I slide inside her
Because in the dark is when she shows off
She's a Ñengo fan, so I put on 'Deuces'
And if she wants to play, I let her use me
She doesn't want little cards or scented candles
She wants that everything I said I put into practice
She knows that with me the coming is automatic
Then she tells me: 'I'll text you', that's the classic one
And if I touch her, she gets wet, I pull it out and she gets mad
It's already law that if I bring the weed she buys the papers
She outshines them all even without makeup
That a** turned into my landing strip
She doesn't want that I go down on her
She makes it tough for me so that I work her
She likes her tanning natural, she wants beach and sun, woh
A fashion girl, but without clothes she looks better